I noticed the tiny comments she saved for when no one else was paying attention.
- “You’re old enough to move on.”
- “Stop being so emotional.”
- “Your mom wouldn’t want you moping around.”
They weren’t loud enough to cause a scene.
They were surgical.
The kind of words that don’t leave bruises you can photograph — but they leave damage anyway.
I told myself it wasn’t my place.
I told myself Scott would see it.
I told myself I was overreacting.
Then the twins came — and Olivia stopped being treated like a kid in her own home.
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